We Had Our Plans

The weekend of Trent's accident was the weekend that we had planned to work on the goat barn. The huge remodeling project that we have been working on for nearly a year was to see great strides in those few days. God obviously had other plans for us that weekend. Part of His plans included humbling us and blessing us. Whether Trent died or not there were still goats due to deliver within days in a barn that was not ready for them. Half of the north wall was still open, the electricity was not finished to plug in heat lamps, stalls were needing to be finished and walls insulated and sheeted. God sent a huge group of men and boys to spend time in the bitter cold, refusing to hardly come into the house lest they bother us, offering their time, labor and materials to get work done that we could have never accomplished in a months time. Every time I walk into that barn and see what they have done I will again remember those men and God's provision for His children's physical needs (Lord, let me remember to pray for great blessings for them every time as well). Thank you, brothers in Christ, for being willing to be used. Now that we are able to function a bit better, and those goats that have kidded need to be milked (which is a therapy in itself), it was time to get back to working on the tack room and the milk room. A couple of weekends ago Rob started loading the trailer with yet another load of scrap metal that was laying around the farm and hauled 1,700 pounds to the scrap yard, which in turn became money to spend at Menard's for plywood and 2x4's. In just an afternoon we were able to get close to a wall up. The dreams of having a working goat barn are a bit closer.